Date: Mon, 26 Dec 2011 12:39:20 -0800 (PST)
From: Coolie Labop
Subject: Me and Jay, Part 4
This is a continuation of the story "Me and Jay" at Nifty.org's "Young
Friends" category. As before, the following story is true. Contact the
author at
jtguy23@yahoo.com.
The night I went to the roadside park, it was springtime and warm. Jay and
I were nervous, but excited at the prospect of making a ton of money, and I
have
to admit that I was more than a little giddy at the thought of being so
desired. None of the girls (or boys, for that matter) at school showed any
interest
in me whatsoever, so being wanted was a new thing for me.
We sort of worried about what I should wear. I finally decided that I'd
put on my cutest pair of briefs--all I wore back then--and cargo shorts
with a
t-shirt. I had one pair of black underwear, so that's what I went with. I
was going through puberty, so I was tall and lanky, without a lot of body
fat,
and I'm sure my legs looked like little white sticks, but whatever. I had
the thought that it wasn't really "me" these guys were after--it was my
age, or my
"cherry" or something.
The roadside park in question is about a mile and a half from downtown, in
a pretty rural area. What's nice about it is that it is at the bottom of a
little
valley, probably 30 feet below the level of the road, so anyone driving by
can't see into the park itself. You have to turn off and go down a very
steep
driveway to get there. That's probably why it had gained its current
reputation--it was about as secluded a public park as you'd find. There
were cement
tables scattered around, and a little shed with men's and women's
restrooms. Most of the, uh, action occurred toward the back of the park,
where a cluster
of pine trees gave an even bigger measure of privacy from accidental
viewing from passersby.
When Jay's little compact car turned down that steep driveway, my heart was
in my throat. At first, the park looked deserted. There were no cars in
the
front area, and no people milling around or anything. I could see, though,
the shadow of a person or two in the light of the bathroom cabin. It
looked like
they were waiting to use it. As we got a little deeper into the park,
though, I could see that it really wasn't empty. In the back, we started
to see cars
and trucks parked. Most of these were your regular pickups and sedans, but
there was a bobtail diesel tractor here and there. The park isn't really
lit, so
I wasn't able to tell if there were people in the cars or not.
We got to the very back of the park and Jay shut off his car. When we got
out, I could see that we were in a little picnic spot--there was a trash
can and a
concrete table in our area, and we were pretty well surrounded by pine
trees. We weren't a long way from the next area; I'd say 50 feet or so,
but you
couldn't see it from where we were. We could hear voices from there, but
it was too dark to see. Jay lit a cigarette and told me to just hang out
and
wait--this was his usual spot and people would come to him.
It didn't take long.
The first man to approach Jay must have been waiting for us to arrive,
because he walked up within the first 5 minutes of our being there. I knew
Jay had
promised first dibs of me to Aaron, the older truck driver. This guy
wasn't Aaron, though. He said his name was Dave and that he wanted a set
of pictures.
Jay opened his hatchback and got his stuff from the spare tire well under
the floor, where he kept it. Dave bought 10 or 12 pictures of me. Before
he left,
Jay told him that I was there in person.
"Would you be interested in meeting him?"
"Hell yeah," Dave replied.
So Jay brought Dave over to the table where I was sitting. Dave, rather
than sitting opposite me at the table, sat right down beside me. He
immediately had
his hands on me--he started by putting one on my thigh, and slowly rubbing
my leg. Before too long, he moved up to my crotch, rubbing my cock through
my
shorts. Of course, that got me hard, and Dave seemed to be excited by
that. He gave my head a little pinch through my clothes, then reached down
to my
thigh and slipped his hand under my shorts. He ran it up my thigh and to
the seam of my briefs. His fingers gently lifted my underwear and he was
inside
them fast. He cupped my balls, then reached up for my erection. He
wrapped my cock in his hand and sort of pumped it up and down, as best as
he could
inside my clothes, anyway. I just sort of leaned back and let him do it.
He started to unbutton my shorts with his other hand, and that's when Jay
stepped
in.
"Sorry man, but that's going to cost you!"
Dave took it pretty well, and he asked how much. Jay explained what we'd
planned to charge for all the different stuff, with the caveat that we
already had
a customer in line for the first spot. Dave took his hand out of my pants
and said that he'd have to visit the ATM, but he'd be back later. He stood
and
walked into the darkness around us, and as he was leaving I snuck a peek at
his package and could just make out, in the moonlight, his hard on
straining
against his jeans in there. This was going to be easy! Get 'em horny,
then they'd pay almost anything to release that tension. It was like
dealing drugs.
Another couple of men showed up at Jay's car to buy pictures or videos in
the next five or ten minutes, though neither of them were interested in
playing
with me--well, they were interested, but scared of the consequences of
getting busted, since I was way, way underage.
Finally, Aaron showed up. Jay brought him over to the table where I was,
and asked if Aaron still wanted to pay a grand. Aaron handed him a pretty
thick
envelope, which I assumed was full of cash.
"Okay," Jay said, "What would you like to do?"
Aaron looked at me and asked me to sit on the table itself, on the edge, so
I did that.
"Mmm, you're very cute," Aaron told me as he moved closer. In the dim
light, I could make out some of his features. He was, obviously, an older
man, but he
didn't look too bad. He was about 6'4" or so, maybe 225. He had a bit of
a beer belly, and I could see that he wore a mustache and goatee. He
seemed to
have dark hair peppered with gray. He got right up between my open legs at
the edge of the table and told me to wrap my legs around him, which I did.
Aaron put his face very close to mine, and whispered in my ear "Are you
sure you're okay with this?" I whispered back "Yes...it's my decision. I
want it."
Once I said that, Aaron became a lot less inhibited. He put his arms
around me and slid his hands up my t-shirt on my back. He brought his lips
to mine,
and although I'd never kissed anybody before, I tried to do my best. They
say you never forget your first kiss, and that's true: I remember it well,
to this
day. His lips met mine, which were closed (I didn't know any better) and
his tongue parted them. I opened my mouth and let his tongue enter it. He
found
my tongue with his and he traced circles around it, all the while rubbing
his hands up and down the skin of my back. He leaned forward, and lowered
me onto
the tabletop. His hands came around to the front of my shirt, and he ran
them all over my belly and chest. He started to concentrate on my nipples,
making
them hard. He moved his hands down to my waist and used them to push up my
shirt to my neck, exposing my nipples, which he lowered himself to. He
very
gently licked all around them, taking one into his mouth and sucking it
while rubbing or pinching the other. It felt good to me, but sort of
ticklish.
Before too long, he started kissing further down my body, tracing his
tongue along my smooth skin. I felt it dart into my belly button before
slowly tracing
down to the waistband of my shorts. Aaron grabbed my waistband and started
tugging, so I obiently lifted my ass off the table to let him strip me. My
dick,
already pretty hard at this point, popped like a spring from under my
briefs. It stuck upwards at a 45 degree angle, the head pointed at my
face. Aaron
dropped my shorts and undies on the ground and moved back to my crotch.
"Wow...I love these little nuts," he said. In a flash, he took them into
his mouth. I was surprised, but after the initial shock I disovered that
it felt
really fucking good. His tongue traced along the seam between them, up and
down inside his mouth. He then let them slip out of his mouth while he
moved
upwards to focus on my boycock. He started licking it at the base, all the
way up to the rim of the head, which he followed all the way around. I
swelled
to his lips, barely able to contain myself as he teased me. I felt his
facial hair on my shaft, and it tickled a bit.
Before he went down on my dick, he looked up and told me that he wanted to
taste my cum.
"Give it to me as soon as you can," he said.
"Okay...I will try."
He started sucking me off like a fucking pro--obviously he'd done this
before. He took me all the way in, and I could feel my head sliding into
the top of
his throat. He went fast, letting his lips slide around the head on the
top of the stroke, giving me an almost unbearable sensation of pleasure.
I'm sure I
produced a ton of precum for him. I had my eyes closed and couldn't help
but moaning, louder than I would have liked, loud enough for other people
to hear.
From the rustle of leaves nearby, I could tell that we were starting to
have an audience.
Until now, this whole experience wasn't too different from getting blown by
my friend, but Aaron had something else in mind. As he bobbed on my cock,
his
right hand slid around the inside of my thigh, under my balls, to by
asscrack. It was already slick down there from Aaron's spit, and I felt
his finger part
my cheeks. He rubbed all the way up my crack, then back down. My asshole
involuntarily contracted when he touched it, but it did feel good. He
started to
concentrate on the hole, circling it, then pushing into it just a bit.
Slowly, he started to push more and more of his finger in. I'd never had
anybody
finger my asshole, and in my head I was hoping it was clean, but my god it
felt so good! I was moaning and doing little "mmm" sounds--fuck being
quiet at
this point--and as I turned my head to the side I could see a group of men
under the trees, watching intently.
Aaron finally put his whole finger up my ass, and as soon as he touched my
prostate, I lost it. I started a violent orgasm. I felt a huge glob of
semen
leave my cock in Aaron's mouth, and I felt my asshole tighten around his
finger. His finger massaged my prostate while his tongue licked the head
of my
cock, and I came. I thrust my hips up, burying my cock in Aaron's throat,
and it felt like I shot a huge load down his throat--probably the biggest
load I'd
ever shot to that point. Aaron milked it for all it was worth, until
finally I had nothing else to give him. I practically collapsed back down
on the table
as he pulled his finger out of my ass and his mouth off my purple cock.
I didn't realize it while he was doing it, but he'd been getting my ass
ready for his prick. He stood up, grabbed me by the hips, and flipped me
over on the
table. I heard his zipper and the rustle of his pants hitting the ground.
Before I knew it, I felt his hard dick between my asscheeks.
"Reach back here and spread your butt," he said.
So I did that, opening my little boy's ass to him. He placed the head
right up to my butthole and rubbed it a little in anticipation. I tried to
relax as
much as I could. Even being so young, I did know that if I didn't relax,
it was going to really, really hurt.
Aaron pressed the head of his cock into my virgin asshole. There was a
second of resistence, and then with a little 'pop,' it was in. Of course
the head of
this man's dick was 3 or 4 times the size of his finger, so I could feel my
ass stretching a little bit, and there was some pain. I must have winced,
because Aaron said "I'll go slow." And, to his credit, he did. He took
his time, slowly inserting his shaft into my anus bit by bit, letting me
get used to
it as best I could. I concentrated on staying relaxed. As I glanced
around the table, I could see that the people watching were edging ever
closer to the
table, and at least a couple of them were rubbing their own cocks. One
man, who looked to be about 65 years old, actually had pulled his dick out
of his
jeans and was stroking away. I watched him do it, and it allowed me to
stay calm during the process. After a few minutes, I saw the man shoot his
load in
long strings of cum, which hit the ground at his feet. He put his cock
away and walked off into the darkness. But the others still edged closer,
just
inside the faint moonlight of the table area.
Aaron finally got his entire prick into my ass, and he stopped there for a
few seconds before he slowly started pulling it back outward. My asshole
clenched his thick penis, which, though I couldn't see it, felt to be about
5 inches long--the size of Jay's, approximately. I'd already cum once, but
being
so young I guess my refractory period was pretty short, because after he
started fucking my ass, I felt my own cock begin to grow against the table.
Aaron's
head would just hit my prostate on each gentle thrust, and the sensation
was strange, but exciting. Little bolts of electricty seemed to eminate
from there,
spreading around my asshole and all the way to the head of my dick.
He grabbed my ass cheeks in his hands and spread them open, wide. I looked
back and he was staring straight down, watching his cock slide in and out
of my
butt. I could feel his balls slapping against mine as he increased his
pace. Pretty soon, he was fucking me like I'd seen men fuck women in porn,
fast.
For me, it was a strange combination of pleasure and pain--the pain wasn't
unbearable, and it was offset by the good feelings, but it was certainly
there.
Aaron's dick seemed to grow even harder and bigger, deep inside me, and his
strokes became shallower. I had the feeling that he was about to cum
inside me,
and he was. He moaned a bit and then, way inside, I felt something hot and
wet. I guess he couldn't stop himself, because as his orgasm started, he
grabbed
my hips and fucking slammed his cock into me, as deep as it would go. It
hurt, but his cum actually acted kind of like lube, so it wasn't as bad
then as it
would have been a minute ago. After a few seconds, his orgasm subsided and
I could feel his cock begin to soften, still buried in my ass. He slowly
pulled
it almost out, until just the head was left. He paused for a second, maybe
to prep himself, then pulled the head out in a quick motion. I could feel
a
little of his cum run out of the hole and start to trickle down towards my
balls, still warm. My asshole, accomodated to his prick by now, stayed
relatively
open.
As Aaron pulled his jeans up and walked away, I heard someone from the
circle of men around me say "Hey...I'll pay 50 bucks to cum in that
asshole." Jay
looked at me and I nodded my head, so the guy walked up, handed Jay a wad
of cash, and started taking off his pants. Another guy spoke up.
"Hey kid! You wanna suck my cock?"
"Yes sir," I replied. From behind me, I heard Jay say "Twenty five." So
this other guy, a tall, thin man of about 35, walks up to the table. He
threw a
twenty and a five down there, then climbed up on the table with me. He
opened his fly and he wasn't wearing any underwear, so this huge fucking
cock sprang
out. He wasn't even all the way hard yet and it was still the biggest dick
I'd ever seen. He wasn't circumsized, and his foreskin was about halfway
retracted, with a big pink cockhead peeking out of it. I grabbed that huge
dick and started jacking him off, getting him harder. I was so in awe of
this
guy's prick that I didn't remember what was coming from behind, and I
jumped a little bit when I felt another cock slide into my anus. This
time, it didn't
hurt, although there was a sensation of soreness back there. Fuck it, I
figured, and started licking the cock in front of me while getting nailed
from
behind.
At this point, it occurred to me that I was essentially a boywhore, locked
up from both ends with these strangers who'd paid to have sex with me. I
didn't
feel ashamed, though--more turned on than anything. My dick pulsated
beneath me, pinned between my belly and the table.
The second assfucking of my life was pretty short, though, as I felt
another rush of cum in my ass. As the guy came in me, I started sucking
the cock in my
mouth even harder--the part that would fit in my mouth, anyway. I was only
able to take this guy's head and maybe a third of his shaft. Still, I
wanted to
make him cum, so I did my best. For whatever reason, though, he either
couldn't cum in my mouth or he didn't want to, because he pulled out and
told me to
open my mouth. I did, sticking out my tongue like I'd done for Jay in the
field by the pond, and the man in front of me grabbed that massive cock in
both
hands and stroked it. After a few pumps, he blew. And I mean blew. A hot
white strand of cum squirted out of his dick and hit my tongue. It was a
lot of
cum...probably 4 tablespoons, and I involuntarily brought my tongue back
into my mouth to swallow it. While my mouth was closed, the next huge glob
landed
on my face, and I tried to lick it off my lips as much as possible. All in
all, this guy erupted what seemed like a cup of semen on me, and I could
feel it,
hot and thick, draining down my face. As his orgasm finished, he put the
head up to my lips again, and I licked and sucked it gently as he gave me
the last
little bit of his cum. I could hear the other guys around as they wanked,
and several of them came at around the same time as they watched all of
this.
Once it was over, I told Jay that I just couldn't handle anymore, and he
pretty quickly got a towel for me and let me clean up and get dressed. He
drove me
back to my house, and reminded me of how much money we'd made.
I told him that after I recovered, we'd have to do it again.